Saturday, February 27, 2016

Short Film: Un Chien Andalou / An Andalusian Dog (France, 1929)

We are continually surprised at how many
people have not yet seen this film. Sure, everyone who's ever gone to art
school or studied filmmaking has seen it, but if you get down to it, that's a
smaller group than you might imagine. Indeed, recently we were at a table of
film fanatics, and we proved to be the only one who had ever seen this early
masterpiece of Surreal cinema co-written by Salvador Domingo Felipe Jacinto
Dalí i Domènech, Marqués de Dalí de Pubol (11 May 1904 — 23 Jan 1989)
and directed and co-written by Luis Buñuel Portolés (22 Feb 1900 — 29 July
1983). (But then, we did go to art school in another life.) Though "the
most famous short film ever made" (according to Roger Ebert [18 June 1942 — 4 April 2013]), it would seem that while masses of people out there may have heard of it, masses have also yet to see
it. We would like to do our bit at correcting this hole in the education of the general
film fan.

We won't talk too much about what the film
is about, for despite all the possible interpretations, Freudian and otherwise,
we have always tended to believe Buñuel's insistence that there is no meaning
to be found in the string of scenes collected from his and Dali's dreams and
imagination. As Buñuel once explained, "Our only rule [when writing the script] was very simple: no
idea or image that might lend itself to a rational explanation of any kind
would be accepted. We had to open all doors to the irrational and keep only
those images that surprised us, without trying to explain why."

Assuming
this is true and not a later reimagining of intention — similar, for example, to scriptwriter
Joe Eszterhas's later ascertain that he meant Paul Verhoeven's Showgirls (1995
/ trailer)
to be as funny as it is — then at best the movie is an example of how anything
can be interpreted and given meaning should one choose to. Above all, what the
young Surrealists were doing back in 1929 was simply trying to aggressively attack
the common form and structure of film. They did a good job, as you can well imagine
that that which still shocks (in parts) today, was a full slap in the face in 1929.

Un Chien Andalou / An Andalusian Dogwas the
directorial debut of Luis Buñuel, whose other known previous screen credits are
that of assistant director on Jean Epstein's screen adaptation of Mauprat (1926
/ full movie, French subtitles)
and Mario Nalpas
& Henri Étiévant's
Papitou / Siren of the Tropics (1927 / Joséphine Baker dancing),
a co-scriptwriting credit on Epstein's later horror film, The Fall of the House
of Usher (1928 / full movie,
French subtitles), and a small acting part in Jacques Feyder's Carmen (1926 /
from the soundtrack).
Buñuel, who went on to be rather famous as a filmmaker, appears in the opening scene of this film as the macho
smoker who slits the eye. The young Dali is also seen briefly in the film, as one
of the two priests being dragged behind the two grand pianos laden with dead donkeys (he's at your right above).

Of the others who appear in the film: the actress playing the woman whose
eye is slit, Simone Mareuil, killed herself at the age of 55 by self-immolation on a public square on 24 October 1954, while Pierre
Batcheff (born 23 June 1907), the man dressed as a nun, supposedly died of an
overdose of veronal on 12 April 1932. The other most notable face of the movie, the
attractively androgynous woman on the street, is played by Fano Messan
(1902-1998), a mostly forgotten woman sculptor who, like Marlene, liked to wear men's
clothing; active in the Parisian cultural scene of late 20s, among other artists
she posed for is one of our favorites, Kees van Dongen (26
January 1877 – 28 May 1968). That's his painting of her above.In any event, enjoy this month's short film: An Andalusian Dog.

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